“Yeah, you know what, Tex— whatever thing
you think is going to happen here? It’s not,
so I really, really suggest you walk away.”
She can already feel the cold settling in
under her gloves, and she takes a deep
breath in through her nose.
No rash decisions, Kuo. You’re still a fugitive.
“For your own sake.”
"C'mon now, darlin'. Sweet thing like you's
gotta give at least some guys a chance. I
ain't too bad in the sack, even if I do say
so myself."
He's just asking to be injured at this point,
there's absolutely no denying it. And there
are plenty of women in Seattle who would
thank her for wounding his ego ( and him )
honestly.
"Gimme a chance, huh?
Might find yourself pleasantly surprised."